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BEAUTY by mystery spark

Poetry By: Mystery Spark

internal beauty... that's what matters at the end.

Submitted:Feb 17, 2013    Reads: 12    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   



One does not own magnificence,

One creates it.

In their imaginings

They believe they can achieve it.

All by oneself, in thousands

Mysterious nights rest.

All their feelings.....

Slouch there lifeless.

Cursed by change

masked by lies,

Running from the legitimacy

exquisiteness now dies.

They don't appreciate

They don't truly care.

Splendor now burns

Smoke in the air.

Time walks off by

And maturity seeps in.

Daintiness is now depleted

Life is giving in.

Death skulks up,

Beauty now cries.

You're all by yourself

In your beautiful lies!


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